The Ninth Layer of the Yin Ruins.
Abyss Beasts rushed out of the rift from time to time, assaulting the defensive line.
However, none of these attacks compared in scale to the previous one. The line remained firm, and even the Mechanical Empire held out, harvesting large numbers of mutant beasts every day.
The Mechanical Empire's War Kings and War Emperors were thrilled. They fought real battles every day and had ample blood essence to cultivate with. Their strength improved rapidly, their injuries healed, and their lifespans increased.
Originally, many had reservations about joining Purple Wing's opposition alliance.
Now, those reservations dwindled. More people sided with Purple Wing, and the two or three War Emperors who had previously sat on the fence also joined him.
Of everyone in the base, Silad was probably in the most difficult position.
Although he was nominally the commander-in-chief, he now had little authority over the Western Front. He could only watch helplessly as more and more people flocked to Purple Wing's camp.
On the fortress wall, Silad watched the War Emperors slaughter Abyss Beasts on the battlefield, his brows tightly furrowed.
He knew perfectly well that, at this rate, Purple Wing would soon control the entire Western Front. When someone arrived from the empire, there would be no solution except war.
Just then, Flash Thunder hurried to his side and whispered:
"Purple Wing and the others went to the Heavenly Way Alliance again!"
"Again?" Silad's expression grew grave. He abruptly turned to Flash Thunder. "Have you found anything out? What are they going to the Heavenly Way Alliance for every day?"
Flash Thunder shook his head and said helplessly:
"We can't find out. Our people can't get into the Heavenly Way Alliance. Besides, Purple Wing and the others are all War Emperors. My people